Chapter 436 The Magic Barrier of the Rock Fortress

Ever since the last team that harassed the city and fled back to the fortress after being hit hard, the atmosphere in the rock fortress fell to the bottom.

The dignified and majestic knights took a group of warriors to intercept the Cecilians, but they could only leave the bodies of their own people and flee back to the city, while the Cecilians' army Still approaching the fort day by day, they were still near the hills two days ago, and today their flags appeared on the plains, as if they were really unstoppable.

And those southern nobles showed great shake in this situation. They had been frightened once, and they began to fidgeting after hearing that the Cecils were constantly approaching. This reaction aggravated the fortress defenders. Psychological pressure - anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is the existence of these southern nobles that magnifies the threat of Cecil's army and affects the morale of the fortress.

Sir Maryland even had to come forward in person to talk to the southern nobles, so that they could restrain a little, calm down, and no longer shake people's hearts, but the deteriorating atmosphere in the fortress was an unchangeable fact.

On this day, the Cecilians finally stopped in the plain south of the rock fortress and began to set up camp, and the mages who used the eyes of mages to observe the situation on the plain soon came with more disturbing news:

Those Cecilians occupied a high ground in the southwest of the plain, and began to arrange some kind of huge magic mechanism on the high ground.

That's far beyond the range of the trebuchets of the fortress, or even the range of any wizard's tower.

In the inner city of the Rock Fortress, in a brightly lit tavern, a man with a beard placed a beer mug on the table with a thud, and threw the wine on the table, shouting with a mouthful of alcohol: "That's 'Sky Fire' Ah! Skyfire! I know what the Cecil people are doing, I have seen it from a distance... They use that thing, and they will soon be able to penetrate the fortress... No one will survive!"

Then the man picked up the glass, gulped down the remaining beer, and shouted drunkenly, "Come again!"

This is a down-and-out knight from the south. He fled into the fortress with the southern nobles, and has been in this place for dozens of days now. The knight has some savings, and he also has some gold and silver with him, but after all, he can't compare to the noble lord who can sing and dance in the castle - so he can only get drunk in this noisy and messy tavern, using alcohol to numb his severely injured nerves.

Since the appearance of the Cecil, such desolate knights have become more and more frequent in taverns and prostitutes. In the past, no one would trouble them, but today, finally, someone can't see it - a perennial stationed on the rock. The local knight in the fort suddenly got up, grabbed the collar of the fallen knight, and forcibly pulled him up from his seat: "You coward! Except for drinking here and saying some dejected words,

What else can you do? ! "

The drunken and desolate knight glanced at the hand that was grabbing at his neck, his muscles twisted into a weird smile: "You are not a coward, you can rush up and try it when the Cecilian's sky fire falls..."

The local knight was full of anger, and he raised his fist subconsciously, wanting to give some color to the southerner who was disrupting order and shaking the hearts of the fortress in front of him-after the southern nobles and their relatives hid in the fortress, the local The soldiers and these "outsiders" have been accumulating contradictions, and at this moment of sluggish atmosphere, the contradiction seems to have finally reached the stage of eruption, but the fists of the local knights have not yet fallen, and a burst seems to come from far away. , The faint sound of thunder suddenly came.

Immediately afterwards, there was another eerie whistling in the night sky, as if something heavy was coming fast.

The local knight was stunned for a short time, and the southern knight who was caught by him made a strange cry, and then made a move that stunned everyone: he broke free from the hand that grabbed his collar and climbed into the table as soon as possible. Underneath, they shouted loudly: "The fire has come down! Cecil's magic!"

He was not the only one, several southern knights and wandering soldiers in other corners of the tavern also went under the nearest table for the first time. magic--

The local knight was stunned for a moment. He wanted to scold the cowardly man who had no chivalry in front of him, and how could he be so unbearable, but then, a deafening explosion came from the direction of the southern city wall, the loud noise even The wooden structure of the tavern was shaken, causing large swathes of dust to fall from the beams - the tavern was instantly chaotic.

The southern knight who was under the table stuck his head out and shouted at the chaotic tavern: "Skyfire! Skyfire is down! Quickly find a place to get up! Get down on the ground! Don't stand and run around!"

"Calm down! Order! Take your weapons and report to the city wall!" the local knight shouted hoarsely, "Don't run around!"

However, the second and third explosions that followed made his efforts in vain. Those explosions continued to come from the southern part of the fortress, and the last one seemed to explode above everyone's heads.

However, amid the continuous explosions that sounded like the high-level spells cast by the great magicians, the southern knight who was drilling under the table did not know when to get out again. There were several other southern knights and soldiers who were looking for cover or lying on the spot in the first place.

"The movement is wrong..." the southern knight muttered to himself, "It didn't fall on the ground... It didn't fall into the city..."

The local knight couldn't hear the murmur at all, and he shouted in the chaos: "What did you say!?"

"I said the movement was wrong! Heavenly Fire didn't come in!"

The southern knight suddenly shouted loudly, and while the people in the tavern were stunned, several southerners suddenly rushed out the door.

They rushed to the open space outside the tavern, endured the fear that came from their nerves, and looked up at the direction of the skyfire explosion-then they saw the huge barrier that covered the entire rock fortress.

A hazy halo rose from the edge of the dark and solemn city wall of the rock fortress. On the city wall, countless magic runes were shining, and the energy barrier that enveloped the entire fortress was supported by magic runes. It looked radiant, and through the translucent halo, people in the south could clearly see that there were a few light blue streaks in the night sky that were rapidly passing through the darkness and hitting the barrier—or the city wall in the distance.

The thunderous explosion sounded, and the southern knight and his companions subconsciously softened, but the explosion only rose outside the barrier - the huge flame was like a large fireworks displayed by illusion magicians, deafening, shaking the air , aroused layers of brilliance on the surface of the energy barrier, but ultimately did not conduct into the barrier.

More light cyan streaks streaked across the night sky and landed on the barrier and the city walls, but the Southern Knight and his companions stood firm, staring at those terrifying skyfires exploding outside the barrier, with fear on their faces It was finally replaced by ecstasy.

The terrifying "Sky Fire" was stopped.

The legendary ancient magical walls of the Rock fortress have proven themselves powerful.

Inside the fortress, it is safe!

"Skyfire was stopped by the barrier!" "The barrier stopped them!" "The Cecils can't get in!" "We are safe!!"

The cheers first came from the southern population, and then, the other soldiers and knights in the rock fortress who were already extremely nervous and uneasy also cheered.

The nobles and high-ranking knights in the castle district also cheered.

"Ladies! Gentlemen! We can rest in peace," said Sir Maryland, standing on the high platform of the castle's main hall, with his hands open and smiling at everyone below, those with joy on their faces The southern aristocrats from the south, as well as the fortress knights who have settled down at ease, "the Cecil's 'fancy things' do not seem to be invincible, and they can be intercepted in the face of the magical barrier!"

A southern aristocrat rose to his feet, bowed deeply to Sir Maryland in an exaggerated gesture, then turned and said to the group in some pompous aria: "Friends—we can take the red wine from the cellar. Out!"

Having been trembling for so long in the extremely tense and depressing atmosphere, the nobles seem to need a banquet to calm down.

Before the banquet started, the "heavenly fire" that fell from the sky gradually ceased. It seemed that even the Cecil people realized the power of the rock fortress, or that their magic devices needed to cool down and rest, which made the atmosphere in the fortress even more exciting. Take it easy.

Sir Maryland and his knights were still able to control their emotions, while those southern nobles... they seemed to be too suppressed and too nervous. After finally relaxing, their banquet would almost turn into a one-off banquet. A revenge orgy.

But Sir Maryland allowed it all with a smile - it seemed to him that these poor gentlemen really needed to relax, the pressure they had been under for a while was too much.

The castle district was brightly lit, and a feast quickly unfolded.

The celebration of the nobles seems to be too sudden and exaggerated, but the nobles are such a group - holding banquets is not only their entertainment, but also their social, work and even daily life, and they know that the soldiers in other parts of the fortress will also guard. On the post, they can confidently change their glasses in the banquet hall. The nobles are good at holding banquets, and are used to holding banquets for any reason and any name, not to mention the current situation with sufficient reasons.

However, Viscount Carroll couldn't stand the overly intense atmosphere change. After staying in the banquet hall for a while, he felt stuffy and left the hall for a reason. He went outside and found a quiet place on the terrace. place, breathing the fresh air of the night.

This is the highest terrace in the castle district, and here, you can clearly see the situation of the magic barrier.

The magic barrier of the rock fortress is still active, and a layer of translucent energy shield is covering the outside of the city wall, and is faintly connected to the magic metal buried inside the city wall: with the help of the ancient and powerful magic focus inside the fortress, plus The magical energy accumulated by the upper city wall during the day, this barrier can last until the next day, until the sun rises again and recharges the barrier, and even if there is no sun the next day, several large mages in the fortress Towers can also draw energy from a magical focus underground, keeping the barrier running at lower power.

Looking at the magical barrier in the distance made Viscount Carroll, who was inexplicably irritable, feel a little reassured. He exhaled softly, and through the translucent light curtain, he cast his sights farther away.

The Cecil attack was over. The process was so short and the end was so abrupt. This inevitably made Viscount Carroll, who had experienced the shelling of the gravel ridge, feel a little unnatural. Outline a few runes in the middle, and opened the "Mage's Eye" for himself.

His vision was instantly projected into the distance, and in the slightly distorted and trembling vision, he saw that the Cecil camp was operating as usual under the night.

The details that the Mage's Eye can see are limited, but one thing he can be sure of: those Cecil soldiers who are leisurely adjusting the "Skyfire Device" and chatting and laughing around the bonfire have absolutely no atmosphere of frustration...

A footstep sounded behind him, and Viscount Carroll immediately dispelled the magical effect of the Mage's Eye. At the same time, he heard the slightly cold voice of Lady Ropeney Glenn from behind: "Carroll Viscount, what are you doing?"

Carroll turned around and saw the awesome lady who led everyone out of hell, he couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief, but then frowned again: "Lady Grant, I don't think the situation is right. !"

Luo Peini's thin eyebrows rose slightly: "Is the situation wrong?"

"The attack of the Cecil people can't be just this small... They can bomb for an hour continuously on the gravel ridge. There is no reason to be so relaxed when attacking the rock fortress," Viscount Carroll said anxiously to himself "I saw it with the eyes of a mage just now. Their camps are in good order, and there is no sign of the attack being frustrated at all..."

"Really... this is really a disturbing situation," Countess Ropeney's face became serious, and she seemed to subconsciously rub a ring on her finger, "...It's so disturbing."

"I'm going to remind Sir Maryland," Viscount Carroll said with a frown, but as soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Ropeni with some curiosity, "but then again... Dame, why did you leave the banquet hall? You too Did you find anything?"

"I just came back from the city wall," said Ropeney indifferently, "did you forget that Sir Maryland entrusted us with the task of guarding the second city wall and part of the mage tower - unfortunately almost everyone was in the banquet hall. Drinking, I had to come out and do something serious."

"Thank goodness, there are ladies like you who are on guard," Viscount Carroll sighed, and raised his steps to walk towards the castle district. "We are going to Sir Maryland..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

A soft and slightly cold hand grabbed his arm, and a ring on that hand was emitting a faint blue light.

Viscount Carroll felt a cold numbness spread from his arms to his whole body, he turned his head slightly with difficulty, and saw the expressionless face of Ropeney Glenn, he tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't. Make a little noise.

He heard the still-beautiful lady in front of him speak to him—the latter was very close and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Viscount, you know, eleven years ago, when those thugs attacked me When I was in my husband's castle, there was only one loyal sentinel standing on the tower, trying to intercept those thugs with crossbow arrows..."

Luo Penny?? Glenn pulled a little distance, and in Carroll's terrified eyes, she pushed his body little by little.

"The sentinel was the same age as you when he fell from the tower. When your knight went back and reported to you, he probably didn't mention this little detail at all..."

Viscount Carroll's body was tilted to a dangerous angle on the edge of the terrace, and he rolled his eyes stiffly, but there was nowhere to move his whole body other than his eyes. After being blocked, it is almost impossible to break through this restraint on the limbs with muscle strength.

At the last moment, Ropeney gave Viscount Carroll a slight push.

At the last moment, the viscount only heard a vague sentence from the wind: "...that's how the sentinel fell."

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